"I joined the Martial Arts Research Association in the hope of seeing more fighting masters and learning stronger combat martial arts. I hope the seniors here won't sting on their advice."
Facing a group of highly revered elders in Jianghu, Fang Cheng's expression remained calm as he raised his fists, adopting a fighting stance.
His words were still mild and polite, but his aura suddenly became completely different, exuding a sharp and aggressive edge.
This edge was like a blade unsheathed, causing those who faced it to feel goosebumps.
Without experiencing countless real fights and battles for life and death, one could not imagine emanating such a formidable aura.
Fang Cheng himself was unaware of this.
The scene, however, turned quiet, as everyone just stared at him dumbfounded.
No one responded to the challenge.
An awkward silence followed.
In the end, Fang Cheng's wish for actual combat and exchange with the martial arts elders didn't come to fruition.
